prompto talks to a fluffbirb [closed]

[n_octis]

[ The darkest hour comes before the dawn. At least, that's what Stella believes - and that's why she awakens to watch sunrises. That is, if she had managed to sleep. But after watching everything over the past two days, she barely slept last night. She'd noticed, however, her charge had been growing... hair.

A lot of hair. Almost a mane, over his shoulders and head. It didn't seem too much of a worry, however... should it be? He's felt different for the past few days. As long as it's not much, it's fine.

But she's sitting, looking out to the rising sun. ]

 

It still feels the same, even across the Stars.

 

[ She's waiting by Noctis, for Prompto. Because... she needs to talk to him, alone. And isn't this the best way? Wait for him to wake up and gently goad him until they can discuss serious matters. ]

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[photoshooter]

[Prompto doesn't think he's ever heard his own Noct put it in those words--but Prompto sees it, every day. How hard it's been on Noct. How terrible it is to bear the kingdom on shoulders that are only human.

And he saw those scars on the Noct in front of him, too. He puts on a smile and a big thumbs-up.]

We'll fish in every stream, dude. And I won't even complain about how long it takes.

[n_octis]

[ Don't mind Noctis giving a warm smile back - a rare one, because he's so excited. He-- he'll get to go everywhere. And he doesn't need to be afraid - he can do this. ]

...You can complain, if you want.

[ He says, softly, beginning to rub against him again. ]

I'm your King, but - we're friends. Friends complain.

[ A pause. And then he smiles, thinking of the fishing he's done before. ]

...That might be a better breakfast.

[photoshooter]

Pfft, it definitely takes way too long to catch something before breakfast. Especially when some people don't get up before noon on their own.

[If Noct doesn't like waking up to burnt eggs, maybe he should get up a little earlier and take matters into his own paws.

His smile turns hopeful, though, and even if Noct's sudden nuzzly affection is strange, it's welcome in the way that Prompto welcomes all cute animal behavior. Almost without thinking, he rubs his hand in Noct's new fur as if he really were a cat.]

Maybe lunch, though? If you think you can handle it.

[n_octis]

[ Okay, he usually wouldn't like it from anybody else, but this is his best friend (from another world? It still was something he didn't want to think about, even if it was fact. He would not make a good King of Truth.) So you can stroke him all you want.

However, he does give a little mock-pout at Prompto. He sleeps perfectly fine thank you very much. ]

I can handle...

[ ...There's another pause. Yes he likes this a lot. But also: ] How.

[ He doesn't have a rod - and even if he likes Stella, she isn't a Pokemon who fishes well. She's not even a fish. (Yet.) Maybe they'll need to go into town. ]

[photoshooter]

Oh. Uh. I didn't think about that.

[He reaches up to flatten some of his own hair back, frowning thoughtfully at the horizon.]

I guess I could... go into town and get a part-time job, maybe, and earn enough gil to buy a rod for us? Probably can't do it in time for lunch, but I can try. How much do those run, anyway?